Wednesday, 10 December 2014

The Cultural Fest (Short Story)

'Hello everybody! As your training days nears the end, we would like to entertain you by organizing a cultural fest. We need each and every one of you to participate. Non-participants names will be written on chits and those selected in the lot will have to perform the act written at the back of their respective chits. Participation is mandatory!'

Mr. Saxena, the trainer, made an announcement to the newly recruited graduates who were undergoing their first batch of training at one of the most popular nationalized banks of the country. All the trainees of the batch were excited about the participation, except Sooraj, who was hesitant to enroll his name for any event. He glanced through the list of events - dance, singing, skit, magic, martial arts - but wasn't interested to enroll in any of those. Two things ran in his mind that stopped him from enrolling himself - stage fear and shyness.  He was neither a good dancer nor a good singer. The other events sounded alien to him. As the participation was mandatory, he made his mind to enroll himself in singing as he felt it quite easier task compared to the rest. 

As Sooraj went ahead to give his name, he was stopped by a couple of his co-trainees, who were also his roommates. 
'Hey Sooraj, we need your help.'
'I'm all ears,' replied Sooraj.
'Me, along with Dinesh, Ramesh and Suresh, have enrolled our names for the dance. We need someone to operate the audio part of the event. Would you be interested to take care of it?'

Monday, 10 November 2014

Bang Bang Bangalore



The City
In the year 1927, Bangalore was named as the “Garden City of India”. By the end of 2014, it can be named as “one of the most polluted city of India”. There is a saying that goes like "first impression is the best impression". This city failed to impress me at the first sight. It left me frustrated and irritated to an unimaginable level. I still remember the day I arrived at Bangalore. The climate was breezy and pleasant. It was indeed soothing, but the effect did not last for long as the pollution spoiled the experience. The roads were nasty and dusty and most of them were narrow. As I traveled towards the eastern part of the city, I was surprised to witness the traffic jams. The traffic was not at all moving. I had to wait for at least 15 to 20 minutes at each signal for the traffic to clear. For a 20 km journey it takes almost 3 hours during peak hours and 1 hour during off hours. It clearly indicated how unplanned the city was. The eastern part of the city is completely engulfed with dust and it is the highly polluted part of the city. 

The People
The city is an amalgamation of people belonging to different cities, cultures, and even belonging to different countries. But in this article, I want to stress on people who belong to this city (Bangaloreans). Not all, but few of the Bangaloreans I have come across were RUDE, especially the BMTC bus conductors. Let me explain you a situation I witnessed while traveling in a BMTC bus. The conductor gets the money from the passenger and do not provide any ticket. When the passenger asks the conductor for the ticket, the conductor asks the driver to stop the bus, looks at the passenger with a face filled with anger and asks him to step out of the bus. If the passenger fails to do so, the conductor forcefully pushes the passenger out of the bus, which is totally insane and rude.

Saturday, 27 September 2014

When I met a stranger


The following piece of work is purely fictional

When I met a stranger

The welcome screen flashed on the monitor and after all the applications were loaded, Juan double clicked the browser. The web browser was launched and Juan entered the name of the website.

www.dolphindate.com

It is where Juan spends most of the productive hours hunting for a girlfriend. It has been almost three years and spending almost $100 every year on that website, Juan was still single. With a ninja as the display picture and with a not-so-alluring profile, Juan did not lose hope and was constantly trying to get rid of the 'single' status. Things weren't the same until a girl came into Juan's life. 

Juan's face was delighted with smile as the chat box popped on the screen. It was from a girl named Maya, who was from Philippines. 

Maya: Hey Juan!
Juan: Hi Maya! How are you?
Maya: I'm good, Juan. Can you please describe yourself?
Juan: I'm a guy, 28 years old, 6 feet tall with dashing hazel colored guys and brown colored neatly-cut hair, well toned body, and I'm working on my eight pack abs. 
Maya: Wow! You sound like a fitness freak. Do you workout everyday?
Juan: Yes, I never miss my schedule.

But the fact was the other way around. Juan was obese, with the tummy bulging out of the pants. The hair appeared like it has not got a trim for some years. Talking about eyes, it wasn't hazel colored, instead it was brown colored and wasn't attractive. Juan was freaking obese. 

Sunday, 17 August 2014

Ghosts! Are you sure they really exist?


Have you ever wondered what a Ghost looks like? Have you ever had a chance to witness a Ghost with your naked eye?

No, isn't it? Don't be confused, you cannot see what isn't visible to your eyes, and that's called 'energy'. 

We live in a Universe that has abundance of energy - both positive and negative. 

The positive energy is what we call 'God' and the negative energy is what we call 'Ghost'.

Confused? Well, let me explain something very interesting!

Most of you are aware of the fact that magnetic fields exists everywhere on this planet and also outside the planet. Some of you might be aware of how the coronal mass ejection triggers the formation of something more interesting called ‘Auroras’ – the mass ejection from the sun releases huge quantities of matter and electromagnetic radiations which consists of mainly protons and electrons along with the small quantities of helium, oxygen and iron. On reaching Earth, these particles collide with the magnetic fields circulating the Earth’s orbit and the particles get excited producing spectacular Auroras. 

The above explained fact is what happens outside the Earth. Let’s consider that the magnetic field also exists inside the Earth in the form of some energy. Energy is around us everywhere. We can feel it but cannot see it. Hence the concept of God and Ghosts arise – both of which can be just felt but is invisible to our eyes. 

I will now explain you what exactly is called Ghost, before getting into the God stuff. 

Ghost, a word that has a complicated definition in the dictionary, but in simple words I can say that it is nothing but a negative energy. How many of us know that Moon has a ghostly impact on Humans? Yes, you heard me right. Moon is the major source for ghosts. Maybe that’s the reason we humans always say that ghosts turn up only during the dark. I did make an extensive research on how exactly this works and I’ve got an excellent piece of scientific explanation coming straight from my brain. So buckle up yourselves to your seats and get ready for the ride. 

Thursday, 14 August 2014

"The Car" - a short story by Ashwin Kumar

‘Hearty congratulations, Sanjay,’ said the manager, giving Sanjay a pat on the back.
‘Oh! Thank you, sir,’ replied Sanjay with a broad smile on his face. 
‘Here are the legal documents,’ said the manager as he handed the file to Sanjay. ‘You can collect the cash from Nandini before you leave for the day.’ 
‘Your support has eased the process, sir. Thank you very much.’ 
‘That’s no problem, kid. Make sure you invest in the right one.’ 
At the end of the day, Sanjay collected the amount of 10 lakh Indian rupees from Nandini, and then walked towards his car. 

The next day

The loud chants of music interrupted his sleep. It was the soundest sleep that Sanjay had in months. He was quite pissed off about waking up early on a Sunday morning. Getting up from the bed, Sanjay reached for his glasses, unfolded them, and put them on.  He walked through the hall way to reach the entrance to fetch the newspaper. Sanjay did not foresee the surprise that was waiting for him at the entrance of his house. It was more a shock to him than a surprise. His car was missing.

Sunday, 18 May 2014

By air (100 words)

He left to the airport directly from his work as he had to catch a flight to Bangalore from Chennai. While rest of his friends opted to travel by road, he preferred to travel by air. It was his best friend’s marriage the next morning and he was quite excited about it.

By the time he reached the airport, he heard – ‘all flights to Bangalore have been cancelled for the day due to heavy mist’. The announcement shattered his excitement. He wished he knew then what he knew now; at least he would have traveled with his friends by road.

Tuesday, 13 May 2014

Captured! (100 words)

She realized that she could no longer hide the truth after she saw something that she was not supposed to see.

She moved into the new apartment and found something suspicious with the neighborhood. She peeped into their house when no one was around and found traces of gun powder on the floor. She immediately dialed the Police and informed about the suspicious situation.

The next day
Breaking news: 22 kg of RDX seized from an apartment. The terrorists have been captured by the local Police. Massive bomb blasts that were supposed to happen in the city have been prevented. 

Monday, 24 March 2014

Enigma - a tale of mystery

About 'Enigma - a tale of mystery'
About a couple of months ago, I was having a conversation with my blogging friend, Meera, from A Rat's Nibble, and she came up with an idea of a murder mystery but she was at a lack of words to pen it down. I got completely smitten by the concept and I decided to pen it in my style. When I talked about this to Meera, she was quite excited about it and gave a go ahead. I finished the first draft of the story in just 18 hours and shared it with Meera. She was impressed with the first draft and we together began to make some changes to it. The final draft was ready within a week and Meera began to publish the story as a short series in her blog from 20th January, 2014. 

The series comes to an end today, i.e., on March 24, 2014, and I'm sharing the entire story here in my blog. Those who missed reading the series can now enjoy reading it here as a full length story. Do have patience to read it and I assure you that you're gonna have a blast solving this murder mystery. 

Note: The is purely a team work. Both of us equally put our efforts in shaping this story. So, the credits should go to Meera as well for excellently grooming the first draft written by me and also for adding few scenes to make the read interesting.

Click here to get the link to download the free E-book of 'Enigma: A tale of mystery'.

GenreMystery / Thriller

ENIGMA - A TALE OF MYSTERY

A loud thud from the next door shook Meera up from sleep. She turned on the lights and softly rubbing her eyes, she looked at the timepiece that lay on the bedside table, which displayed the time as 3:07 AM. She sensed something unusual and decided to check with the neighbors just to make sure that everything was normal. She searched for the torchlight and finally found it in her dresser. Carrying it in her hand, she stepped out in the darkness and marched towards her neighbor’s house... unaware of what’s in store for her there...

The howling wind sent chills down her spine. As she stepped out of her house, a lightning hit the road and then the entire place was completely engulfed in darkness. Her heart was thumping loud as she moved towards her neighbor’s house located few meters away from hers. The distant doleful cry of wolf made her shiver even more in fear. She turned on the flash light and walked at a hurried pace. When she reached their entrance, she found that the door was left ajar.

‘Hello, anybody there?’, she raised her voice a bit just to be audible due to the heavy wailing sound of the wind. Not getting any response, she pushed the door slowly and stepped inside. She glanced through the room holding the torch. There she found a lady, in her mid thirties, sitting in the corner of the room staring at the window that lay opposite to her. She touched her shoulders, ‘Is everything okay, Leela?’ That woman looked horrified as Meera could sense it the moment she looked at her pale face under the flash light. With a fixed gaze, Leela lifted her right hand and pointed to the window that lay in front of her.

Meera went closer to the window. Through the glass window, she could hardly see anything as it was pitch black outside. Then a lightning spark produced adequate amount of light for her to take a glimpse of the beautiful garden which only lasted a fraction of second. The next lightning spark made her to witness a red eyed creature standing at the garden staring blankly at her and smiling wide. She stood frozen at the sight of it. She had a weird feeling that someone was out there watching them. Seconds later, she heard a long guttural sound as she witnessed those eyes disappearing in the dark. She turned around and looked at Leela who was still sitting in fear, drenched in sweat. Being scared herself, Meera wondered what made Leela frightened when she couldn't even have noticed that creature behind the window as she was blind. Once again, when she turned back to look at the garden, she saw nothing but the darkness.

Saturday, 22 March 2014

The Television

Before you read the story...
It has been a while (more than a month) since I posted something in my blog. I apologize for the same as I got carried away with my personal life. 

This story, 'The Television', is loosely based on a real life incident that happened to someone closely related to me. Sit back and enjoy the read, and do not forget to share your valuable comments about the story.


The Television

It was the year 2009 when Vinod joined as an Assistant Engineer in a leading petrochemical company. After a year of joining, Vinod got married to a beautiful girl named Malathi. Even though Vinod’s life was colorful, he always felt some sort of void somewhere at the corner his heart not accomplishing his desire - to purchase a 65 inches LED television. It was difficult for him to run his family with his earnings so he decided to put his desire on hold. With the purchase of a double bedroom apartment, Vinod lost an option of buying his dream television, at least on installment basis.

A year later, Vinod was blessed with a baby girl. Malathi named the girl after her mother, Amrita. Amrita’s birth proved to be lucky for both Vinod and Malathi. Vinod earned a promotion right after the birth of his girl and Malathi won the best cook award from a competition conducted by a state run television channel. Vinod’s promotion gave him a chance to make his dream to turn true - buying the 65 inches LED television.


A year went by and on December 13, 2013, Vinod felt very much happier about the fact that he now became the owner of his dream LED television as the day denotes the end of the monthly installments, which he was paying for the past 12 months. It was a Friday and Vinod purchased a bottle of red wine along with some sweets, and happily headed home to watch his favorite movie ‘The Shawshank Redemption’ which was supposed to be telecasted in Channel 121 that day.

Monday, 27 January 2014

Dangerous Domar 5 - a fast paced action packed story

About the 'Domar' series
'Domar' is a Spanish word which means 'to train' or 'to master'. The series started as a satirical series but from the fourth installment I turned it into a semi-serious fast paced action thriller. The series contains highly exaggerated action episodes and it involved lot of hard work to convert my creativity into the words, for example, the burj khalifa action sequence in the first installment took me nearly six hours to put it in words. You can experience the other side of my creativity with this series.

Each and every installment has its specialty and I'm listing it below.

Highlights of Domar series:
Dangerous Domar: The First Installment - The Burj Khalifa 100th floor action sequence; the Grand Canyon helicopter chase sequence.
The Return of Dangerous Domar: The Second Installment - The confrontation scene between CBI chief officer Hari Prakash and ex intelligent agent Domar; the stratosphere space shuttle chase sequence.
Rise of Domar: The Third Installment - Introduction scene of Domar (the tsunami sequence); the adrenaline pumping car chase sequence during the pre climax; interesting never-saw-it-coming twist at the climax.
Dangerous Domar 4: The Fourth Installment - KTX (bullet train) chase sequence; pre climax action episode; climax twist.

I'm mentioning the gist of all the four installments below so that you can directly start reading this instead of going back and reading it from the first installment. But, I assure you that you'll surely consider reading the first four installments once after you complete this.

The Domar series:
Dangerous Domar - A newly recruited intelligence officer 'Agent Domar' sets out on an international mission to retrieve a pen drive from the enemies of the country who stole the nation's confidential information.
The Return of Dangerous Domar -  An arrest warrant has been issued on Domar after the outbreak of some mysterious deaths across the globe. The case has been assigned to the CBI and now, it is the duty of CBI chief officer Hari Prakash to catch hold of Domar and put him behind the bars.
ROD: Rise of Domar - The story is set in the United States of America where Professor Domar along with Officer Hari Prakash and a team of four students has to safeguard the nuclear weapon designed by Domar before the Russian enemy Karolek Romochka takes it away from them. 
Dangerous Domar 4 - The story begins at Jamaica from where Domar and Hari sets out on their journey to Seoul to catch hold of the international terrorist Bong-Cha.

About 'Dangerous Domar 5'
The story begins from where the fourth installment ended. Hari and Domar have just 46 hours to save their country from a terrorist attack. Will they succeed in their mission? Experience some of the most brilliantly exaggerated and never before visualized action episodes.

It took me nearly four months and plenty of sleepless nights to frame the scenes and to put it in words. Have some patience and allot some time to read it as the story is bit lengthy and I assure you that it will be worth your time spent on this read. English is not my first language, so bear with me until I work on my vocabulary. 

Go ahead and experience the thrill of a roller-coaster ride. Do share your genuine comments after reading the story. I believe that the story entertains you to the fullest. Happy reading!

Wednesday, 22 January 2014

Raju and the kid

Raju took out his cell phone and dialed his friend Krishna’s number as he stood outside the Orion mall along with a kid.
‘Hello?’ it was Krishna’s voice from the other side.
‘Hey Krish, sorry to disturb you. Are you still at home?’ asked Raju.
‘Yeah, I’m about to leave to work. Tell me, what’s so urgent?’  
‘Dude, I forgot my debit card. It will be there on my table. Could you please pick it up and bring that to Orion mall?’ 
‘Orion mall? Well, I’ll bring it in fifteen minutes.’
‘Yeah, thanks dude. I’ll be waiting at the entrance,’ said Raju who then hung up the phone.

Raju stood next to his bike that was parked at the entrance of the mall. The kid who stood next to Raju remained completely silent. Ten minutes passed and Raju decided to break the silence.
‘Hey kiddo, what’s your name?’ 
The kid lifted his head and looking at Raju he replied, ‘Murari.’ 
‘Where do you live?’
‘Nearby.’ 
Raju then noted Krishna riding his bike to the entrance of the mall. He then waved his hand and Krishna drove his bike towards him. He halted his bike, took out the debit card and handed it to Raju. As Krishna was about to leave, Raju stopped him and asked him to park his bike. 
‘Hey, I’m getting late,’ said Krishna after he saw Raju taking the bike keys with him.
‘Come on in,’ said Raju as he walked into the mall, along with the kid. 

Friday, 17 January 2014

Enigma : A Tale Of Mystery - Trailer

Hello readers,

Last week when I was chatting with my blogger friend Meera from A Rat's Nibble, she shared her idea of a story that was actually her 'dream' and she was in lack of words to pen it down into a proper story. After listening to the interesting dream, I took it as a challenge and decided to write it down as a full length story. Meera instantly agreed with my challenge and she was thoroughly convinced when she read the first draft. Later we both sat down and completed the rest of the story, and it will be released as 'short series' in her blog A Rat's Nibble

Take a sneak peek into the trailer that has been released: Enigma : A Tale Of Mystery - Trailer

Hope you all enjoy reading this short series. 

Monday, 13 January 2014

A short story without a title

‘Hey, you want anything else?’ she asked offering me a glass of water. 
‘No, no, this is fine,’ I said and I sipped some water. 
‘How did you find me?’ she asked.
I replied her with a smile, ‘it’s not a big deal to find you.’ 
Meanwhile her granny walked into the room. It looked like she just got up from her sleep as she walked like a zombie. Wearing her spectacles, the granny asked her, ‘who is this guy?’ 
She walked to her granny, whispered something in her ears and then all I could see was granny getting back quietly into her room. 
‘What did you say?’ I asked her after she came back and sat before me.
‘I said that you’re an adventurer who traveled miles to meet his long lost girlfriend.’ She then put her arms around my neck and asked, ‘would you like to go out with me?’
‘That would be wonderful,’ I replied.
She got up and said as she walked towards her room, ‘give me five minutes.’ 

Five minutes later
We were getting down the stairs holding each other’s hands. Once we reached the parking lot, I realized that I forgot the car keys back at the house.
‘Oh shit!’ 
‘What happened?’ 
‘I left the keys, my mobile and my wallet at your house.’ 
‘No worries, I’ll get it.’
‘No, give me the keys. I’ll get it.’ 

Thursday, 9 January 2014

It's a small world!

The flight was delayed for three hours and those were the most annoying three hours for Bratindra, who was waiting there at the airport to board his flight to Delhi. He sat there restless listening to the crowd. The noise was indeed irritating to his ears as most of his co-passengers were involved in a loud verbal fight with the airport authorities. He was not willing to participate as he felt that it was meaningless to go and fight with them for unknown reasons. He believed that the flight was going to take off sooner or later and hence he decided to wait for it. That time he had an unusual encounter with someone whom he wanted to meet for a long time. He got up from his seat as soon as he saw that person and walked to him. On seeing him, that person dropped his bags on the floor and gave him a warm and tight hug.
‘It’s been a long time and I was longing to meet you,’ Bratindra said. 
It’s a small world, isn’t it?’ the person said. 
‘Yes, indeed it is. How come you’re here?’ 
‘Am I not allowed to be here?’ 
‘Ha ha! No, I mean, where are you heading to?’ 
‘I’m heading to Mumbai.’
‘Well,’ he looked at the time and said, ‘all the flights are delayed. Let’s talk over a cup of tea. What do you say?’
They talked for an hour and then Bratindra’s flight was ready to depart. He gave that person a hug and bid him goodbye. Bratindra then boarded his flight. 

Thursday, 2 January 2014

The year I became a 'writer'

Right from my childhood I always had a passion towards story telling. I used to spend at least an hour a day thinking about various stories that I keep framing in my mind. At that age I did not know how to transform my thoughts into action. Frankly speaking, I did not get any motivation or encouragement from people during those days. I am very fond of narrating stories to people and make them entertain for a certain period of time. Back at school, whenever I was about to narrate a story to my friends they would reply 'please I have no patience for this' or they would say 'that's so boring'. Boring? I mean without even listening to it? Ridiculous, isn't it? I've experienced a lot like this. Just because me being a silent, punctual, rank holder doesn't mean that I am not capable of entertaining people. The same thing repeated during my college days where I experienced the weird 4 years of my life. There was no motivation at college and trust me it was worse than my school. Being an engineering college, staffs aim at 100% results and students doesn't even care because engineering failed to interest everyone. Again, being a silent, punctual, and a decent academic record holder at college doesn't make me a nerd. When people spent their quality time on flirting with girls, I utilized that quality time in my life to improve my creativity. My brain did not stop thinking. I kept on framing stories every now and then, but still I longed for a chance to narrate something to someone. But towards the end of my college days I had a lifetime chance of narrating a story to one of the guy who was supposed to be the rank holder of the class. I should thank him a lot because it was a dream come true for me as I was very much longing to narrate something to someone right from my school days. 

Wednesday, 1 January 2014

Ssh...! Where are your manners?

Last year, I wrote a post Are we really dignified? stating that most of the people living in the society lack basic manners. Yes, it is indeed true and it is still continuing forever. So far I have never seen anyone greet politely at the beginning of the day. They behave like 'why am I alive today?' and that's so irritating. As far as I have seen there are many people who still don't realize how a polite morning greeting could do wonders. 

I would like to pen down an incident witnessed by me almost every time I visit a movie theatre. Last week I happened to watch this movie Dhoom 3 at a decent multiplex located near my residence. There I noticed a guy who sat one row before me totally involved in his whatsapp conversation such that he didn't even realize that the first song is almost over. The display light was irritating my eyes and I was able to tolerate that only for a certain level. After a couple of minutes he put his cell phone back in his packet before I said anything to him. Incidents like these often spoil my movie watching experience. Also there are few people who don't even realize why they come to watch Hollywood movies even if they don't understand anything in it. They come over to theatre and start chatting with each other causing irritation to movie lovers like me who except pin drop silence while watching an English movie.